Luckily, he deals with me!

So we had the most amazing first anniversary together over the weekend. Caleb had quite a few adorable things up his sleeve, and he has left me very impressed. Blog post to come ASAP... :)

I was thinking last night as I cleaned the crusted avocado off my jeans that I used in my dinner dish, that I have come a LONG way in my "comfort" level with Caleb. I totally remember when we used to date (back when we were wee little babes), and I'd think about our possible future together. My thoughts went something like...will he think I'm going bald with the amount of hair leave in the shower every single day?!... and do I have to clip my toenails in private?? and even worse, what do I do when I wake up next to him and look like a hobo with sick breath?!

...beats me! Somehow Caleb has learned to manage... with my quirks and all.

I take my make up off and look like a total zombie before bed.

OCD overcomes me and I can't sleep until every dish is clean and put away.

I make him say 'excuse me' after every. single. burp.

Sometimes, I even steal the covers.

I clip my toenails whenever I find it necessary, no matter how unladylike I look.

While telling jokes, I ALWAYS cross the line.

I rap to Eminem, verbatim, even though he envies hates it.

After dinner, I don't always 'suck it in', and could care less how big my food baby looks.

I have hysterical laughing fits where I laugh so hard I cry...at my own jokes.

I ask him his opinions on my outfits, even though I'll probably change 2-3 more times.

Photo shoots on my Mac happen all too often, while he's even in the room (Exhibit A seen above).

I can be a bit of a grump when he leaves for work at 5:30am.

My relationship with my double chin is real...and makes for amazing snap chats, that he usually witnesses.

It's a wonder how he sticks around...but somehow, he deals with my weirdness. After all, we've all got our quirks. What makes you weird!?